I read an old issue of Cosmopolitan and stumbled upon about suicide and depression article. I remember what I did three years ago. I attempted to commit suicide and a year after I confessed it to a priest. The burden and suicidal thoughts I had got lighten and slowly vanished. That was when I was in third year college. Last year, I started to be suicidal again. I have two groups of friends, college friends and friends I met in the workplace. The former doesn't say anything about me being suicidal. They ignore it. While the latter, they give me advice and comfort me. They always remind me to #SayNoToSuicide.
At this very moment, I don't have the guts to completely commit suicide and end everything. My parents are still alive but if the time comes that they will perish before me, I will follow them. I won't kill myself, I will donate some parts of my body that are useful.
I'm suicidal and depressed. I am worthless, unloved and bitterly forgotten. If I meet one who is the same as me, I will try my very best to comfort and stay with him/her all the time. It is heart-wrenching when no one seems to care and instead mock you!
Yuchae Moon
March 1, 2016
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Unheard Voice and Unexpressed Feelings [2012-2016]
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